Millicent Martin piosenki

Dream, when you're feeling blue, Dream, that's the thing to do. Just watch the smoke rings rise in the air, You'll find your share of memories there. So dream, when the day is through, Dream, and they might come true. Things never are as bad as they seem, So...

You'd be so nice to come home to You'd be so nice by the fire While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby You'd be all that I could desire Under stars chilled by the winter Under an August moon shining above You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise To come home to an...